Chapter 86 Drunk

Sierra was once desperate to marry Benson but would rather jump off a building than marry him now. This stark contrast made Benson's eyes turn red with anger. "Benson, don't listen to Sierra's nonsense. She's just jealous. She's liked you for so many years. How could she possibly not want to marry you?" William quickly spoke up, giving Sierra a threatening glare. "I'm not jealous or angry. I'm speaking in a calm tone." Sierra ignored his gaze and spoke calmly, her voice was firm and unquestionable. "You—" William's temper flared immediately. "Let go." Sierra frowned as she looked at the hand gripping her arm. Benson was full of anger as he stared at her. "Sierra, if you're trying to deliberately provoke me, you've certainly succeeded." Her delicate brows furrowed lightly, and she looked up at him. "I'm not trying to provoke you. Don't imagine things. Benson, we've known each other for so many years. I don't want to make things between us ugly. Breaking up peacefully is better for